Gu Jiao crossed her arms and said to Liao Chen, "I don't believe you only stole a book. You must've done something else to make even a face-blind person remember you and come all the way to hunt you down!"
With his palms pressed together, Liao Chen replied, "Amitabha, a monk does not speak lies."
Gu Jiao glanced at his empty bowl, not a single dumpling with cabbage and pork filling left, even the dumpling soup was all gone.
Gu Jiao thought to herself, are you really a monk?
"Master! Where do you live?" Little Jie Kong asked.
"Master..." Liao Chen paused, then smiled, "Master has a place to stay, you don't need to worry about Master."
"Oh," said Little Jie Kong, "that's not it. I was just wondering where you live, so I can find you if I want to see you!"
Liao Chen smiled, "No need, Master will come to find you."
